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Hold a box upon, that presents my heart. Your tired form, a place to be believed, For I nest myself in you To hold hands with an angel. Though, your eyes Seem to see the universe for its darkness, Not for its belonging. While I hold hands With Lilith and her children, I notice eyes…
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Taking precautions does not prevent the virus from spreading any further. It merely creates a society of fear. That is because once you begin to treat a population like irresponsible children, then they won’t be able to rely on their own decisions, anymore. Once the children, or a population, or the people of a nation…
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In our kingdom, where we should have met, There are cruel faces, that have surely wept Many tears into the Earth. My love has given new birth To the ways of matrimony, In songs, like Heaven from her lips. Her beauty sunders across oceans, Thunders across the skies. She lets down her hair to the…
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When the tears rain down From eyes, beneath the crown, Is it sadness I see For the haze of symmetry? Your face is for a loving smile, Not for the grief, tracing the miles. Your form falls into contours, Entertains death on a whim, Leaves the world wide open Upon its own cross in the…
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My flesh Is the rotting sculpture, As I will see you nurturing it. I want to open my lips, Though they are encased By death’s embrace. Your obsession Is tiring to my decaying self. I’ve wanted to kiss Your face in the idlest moments. I’ve wanted to kiss Your skin in the fire of combined…
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Nothing lies so well As the face without the desire to tell What fell From eyes, that shed tears upon my feet. Lace your thorns about my form Upon the vines where they grow. Roses hold no meaning For the blood that is gleaming. Let me die, knowing I will leaving, glowing Radiance upon the…
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Everything has a place, in this agony, Where winds are swept from wings, As eyes can enjoy the loss. Please let your cross down From your milk-white neck. I wish to hold you As we cross the void. My love, to the eternity where we go To step low To feel Nature’s breath, For how…
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Lay down your nectar Upon the hardest lips. Your sweetness is a jealousy For my defeat. I love all lost From my swollen arms. Your eyes upon the hills, My eyes upon the lakes, My eyes creating tears, Your form, the glaciers to the cold mountains. Take the rope From my neck. We sing beauty…
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Each person’s pride should be solely based on action. Each person’s humility should be solely based on what a person becomes. There is nothing so pitiful to look upon, than the lazy individual who wants what they believe to deserve, simply for existing. They have committed themselves to no action, thus not deserving of pride.…
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Where did the river go Beneath where the fog drifts? I find myself hiding in the light For you to find Something different than what was left behind. Travel to me From your tears, to me. Fall upon me When you reach me. There was something revealed In your bleeding arms, Was it ever my…
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A far cry From wanting Hell beneath your hands As you struggle to crawl, As I struggle to seal The cracks in the walls Of Heaven. Your portrait is for His kingdom, Your body is for His domain. I have sheltered the moon, for you to see the sun. I have sheltered the darkness, for…
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All that comes to us as a “choice”, not bound by duty or responsibility, is something to create the eternal dissatisfaction, creating chaos in its aftermath. What is love objectively defined to be, of a person who lives by it? It defines itself in the person as the responsible one. To whom we fall in…
Modern Romanticism 